Ron Asheton is dead?!? And i was there, just scant miles away when it happened (i was in Saline, MI, a suburb of Ann Arbor)...as thousands of other people were, i suppose. Still, it creeps me out a little.
My return to the Rome office from the fatherland was as always traumatic. Unlike last year, when TSA marked me as suspicious (i was stopped twice before embarking), this year it was the staff of Northwest Airlines who considered me a threat. Fuck you, Northwest Airlines. Never again will i fly with Northwest Airlines, by choice or otherwise.